Outside the Nocturnal Exhibit at the Zoo: "Fox, Mummy? Fox isside? Fox?" (Yes, there is a pair of Fennec Foxes in the Nocturnal Exhibit. No, Asa hasn't seen them in over a month, if even then.)
Watching the opening credits of the Muppet Movie, on a recent rainy day: "'Tar! 'Tar!" (His way of saying "guitar" - either he remembered that Kermit plays the banjo in that opening scene, or he was responding to the (I think) harp in the overture. Either way - kudos.)
Singing to himself, while working on a Cookie Monster puzzle: "C ee fa Cookie, oona puh Me. C fa fa Cookie, umma muh Me. Cookie Cookie issa C." In tune. He can also sing the theme to "Thomas and Friends", and at least the tune of "Caillou".
Speaking of Caillou (which we often do, as Asa loves it): a dog named "Mimi" had a bit part. Asa turned to me and said, "Mimi!"
Me: Yes, and you have an Aunt Mimi, don't you?
Asa (with a look that clearly noted how little I understand): Bikker.
Me: Bikker? What?
Asa (more carefully): Bee-ker.
Me: Oh. Of course. You're right, honey, Beaker [the Muppet] says "Mee Mee Mee".
(Sorry, Aunt Mimi. I tried.)
Also on the topic of Caillou: at breakfast one morning, Asa, who had been talking to himself, suddenly said "Mommy! Daddy!"
Me: Um, honey, you don't have a Daddy.
Asa (again, that slightly withering 'you don't really get it, Mummy' look): No. Caillou.
Me: Caillou has a Daddy, that's true.
Asa: Caillou daddy. Asa Caillou.
Me: You're pretending to be Caillou?
Asa: Yes. Bekkis, Mummy. Ot-mil. (translation: Breakfast, Mummy. Oatmeal.)
Finally, during a recent thunderstorm, we went out onto the porch to watch. Initially, Asa seemed quite nervous of the thunder and lightning, but as we stood outside, he seemed to really get into it - he wouldn't let us go back inside. Afterwards, as we were getting him ready for bed, he ran to the door, and said, "Funder? More? 'Gain? Funder? More?"
Just read an article earlier today on early memory, which stated that "around the age of two", children accquire "as many as 10 words a day". we estimated that Asa was learning at least that many new words daily, back in March. Of course, the same article estimated that there is virtually no true memory of things which happened before we were 5 yrs. old. Bull puckies!
ReplyDeletewow, wow, wow. it just gets better and more fun every day, doesn't it?! (if one can even imagine it!)
ReplyDeleteWhat Granna mentioned... it actually breaks my heart to think that these highly-engaged, intense times with my young boys won't be remembered, at least not in conscious memory. Plenty of important unconscious remembering to be had, but the fact still blows my mind.
ReplyDeleteWhen Jesse was born, I asked Lucas (then barely 2 1/2 y.o.) if he remembered what things were like before Jesse was born - if he remembered being the only child - and he said 'No. Jesse has always been here!' Spoke to both the sense that our family felt complete and how right it felt to have Jesse with us, but also to how quickly those little brains adapt/forget!